STOP BURNING MY THINGS!

Ever have one of them weekends you know you wont ever forget easily?! Just had one of them, and its always the weekends you don’t expect.

Me, Hannah and Laura had planned to go camping at some point this year, as we said we would last year and never did. Plus it was on mine and lauras do to list, and you know how much we like to obey the to do list ;) Even though the weather on Saturday was odd to say the least (raining, hailstoning, occasionally the sun popped out) we still decided it would be a good idea to set up tent in lauras front garden so if we did get too cold, we could always rebel and go indoors. Let me just explain that laura has a lot of land round her house so we had plenty of room.

So, I arrive at lauras about 7:15ish, then Hannah at 8 (she was late due to fish problems!) and we thought it would be a better idea to get a takeaway first, then put the tent up. Basically we were being greedy! By the time we had gone out, got the takeaway and seen it off, it was almost 9pm and we hadn’t yet started to erect the tent. Now in the uk, it starts to go dark around 9ish this time of year, going pitch black by about 10 so we realised we were going to be working against the light and I think we underestimated how easy it would be. Tensions rose as we fiddled about with poles effing and jeffing, where to pitch the bloody thing and all the time being observed by the freaky naked lady statue in the corner of the garden. It was a good team building exercise and hats off to Hannah and laura who kind of did most of it while me and the puppy Duke chased sticks and string. To be fair I did play a vital part in holding the tent up and shining the flashlight in their eyes when it went totally dark haha!

The tent was finally up for 10pm so we ventured inside for warmth and a celebratory shot of aftershock which I was 80 % sure I would throw straight back up, but I didn’t. Lauras parents had arrived home so we sat up drinking with them for a couple of hours, being entertained by Lauras dad’s stories about giant turtles he encountered on a trip to florida one time, they were bigger than sofas apparently! And hey he even did a shot with us!!

About 12ish we decided to get everything set up in the tent, and put on our onsies. For a few hours we sat drinking, eating chocolate and talking about shit. ‘Vaginas go camping’ as my mum described it and it really was basically a vagina party outdoors! If your wondering what a vagina party is read here. We wanted to make a shit scary movie, but the only thing that was remotely scary was hannah’s deep breathing into her air bed to blow it up! Instead we got into the bedroom compartments, and had no intention of sleeping. That’s when the randomness came out. Hannah began playing remixes of lord of the rings and other youtube videos that only us would find remotely funny and for the next few hours all you would hear coming out of our tent would be ;

-          MY NAMES JOHN RUSSEL!

-          WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!

-          GANDALF! NOOOOOO!

-          THEY’RE TAKING THE HOBBITS TO IZENGUARD

-          HEY HOWS YOUR DAY SO FAR

-          DO THE KENDRO DO THE DO THE KENDRO

-          STOP BURNING MY THINGS

-          THE CIRCLE OF TRUST GOES ROUND AND ROUND!

 

There was a point where we were all actually nearly sick from laughing so hard, it was painful! I really wish my phone hadn’t have died so I could have filmed it, but maybe it was because of the stupid hour we were up that we found it so funny. I really don’t know how the puppy slept in that tent with us with all the racket we were making. Then it would go quiet for a few seconds and you would hear a GANDALF and it would start again. Who knew quoting movies could have such an effect.

 

When we realised it had started to go light, and the birds had begun to sing we decided that we should probably get some sleep. It was 5am after all! At 8:30 am we emerged from the tent looking like the walking dead, and me and laura stepped in dog poo- what a way to start a morning.

We took the puppy on a walk, meeting some cows that we named Gandalf, Bridget, Hootanany and I have forgotten the other name so lets say John Russell :P

We travelled to hannahs to release some of lauras fish named Adele and Eminem into hannahs pond and laura got all emotional so I cheered her up with a minstrel then went to see hannahs poorly ferret marshy and had cuddles. After that we made our way to animal care in Lancaster, a rescue home, on the way singing to kylie and backstreet boys- oh yeah!

The animals there were gorgeous and surprisingly none of us came out with one. We feared the rath of the parents abit too much! Though the home itself was really good, and much better than others I had come across. All the animals where healthy and well cared for, and I fell in love with a cat called Joan J By afternoon we came home, all of us half asleep. As you hit your twenties its harder to function on 3 hours sleep than it used to be! Me and laura came back to mine and after walking georgie and getting soaked in the rain, we got into bed and watched a film. Perfect end to a great weekend.

It wasn’t really like we were doing anything exceptional, but this was one of my favourite weekends ever spent with my best friends. Theres no others who I can have such a laugh with being so ridiculously weird, and I’ll remember that weekend forever J

I did manage to take some footage before my phone died on me, and its included in my new vlog which you can see here

This week now, Im just getting ready for Saturday which is the day me, laura and the pups go on holiday for a week down south as I mentioned in my previous post. 3 sleeps to go! Expect a post about that when Im back! Much Love! xxxx